Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 26 [The Truth about the Ghost Cave]

"How many shops did you two buy?"

The fat man and Hu Bayi looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

Look!

Hu Bayi knew that with Yang An's personality he would never forget them, so this gave them a big surprise.

Look at what people say - they bought a few storefronts, hiss, just an understatement.

It's like buying a pair of pants and a pair of shoes.

In fact, it’s almost the same. Yang An found that the prices in this shop are very cheap.

Hu Bayi was even more curious, cooperation, how to cooperate?

"I don't know how to appraise treasures, so I need help." Yang An took two sips of tea and said calmly, "There are not many people here that I trust, and even fewer who are talented. You two are very suitable."

Yang An was telling the truth.

The treasure appraisal business is a complicated one. If you rush in without any skills, you will be a lamb to be slaughtered.

Let’s find an outsider, Yang An is still worried.

It would be better to find Hu Bayi, at least his character is guaranteed and he is one of our own.

Hu Bayi is such a smart man that he immediately understood that Yang An and the others were taking care of him and the fat man.

There was a little more gratitude in his eyes.

Otherwise, with so many people capable of appraising treasures, why don’t you look for them?

Yang An: None of them have the sixteen-character Feng Shui secret technique.

For Yang An, opening a store is just a small amount of money, but for ordinary people in this era, it is an astronomical figure.

This is the limitation of the times.

The fat man asked excitedly: "I take what you said seriously, Master Yang, you are not teasing us, are you?"

"Well, look at what you said. How could I possibly lie to you two? What is there about you two that is worthy of my lying?"

Yang An joked: "We are all men. If Lao Hu was a pretty girl, I would consider it."

"Hey! Look at what Master Yang said."

When Hu Bayi heard this, he straightened his back, eager to prove that he was a real man.

But he was interrupted by Fatty, who patted Hu Bayi on the shoulder seriously and said, "That won't do. If Old Hu was a woman, then you, Little Master Yang, would have no chance. I, Fatty Wang, would have to take the initiative."

"Hahaha!"

Yang An and Shirley Yang laughed out loud.

"Hey Fatty! Why can't you turn into a woman?" Hu Bayi became anxious and pulled Fatty to argue.

"I look like this when I'm a man, how can I still look good as a woman?" Fatty Wang's words made sense, and Hu Bayi had no way to refute it.

Not to mention, being with a wonderful person like Fatty will never make you feel bored. Just during the chat, Fatty keeps coming up with golden sentences.

Yang An and the fat man joked with each other for a while before continuing.

"The store doesn't need your money, you can just invest in the technology."

"I will be responsible for appraising treasures, collecting antiques, and managing the store. We will split the profits 70% to 30%. How about that?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Bayi was moved.

Who can not be moved?
He doesn't need to spend any money and can still have a disciple working for him. This pie in the sky has finally hit Old Hu.

Besides, it is not as easy to make money by opening a shop and acting as a middleman to earn money from foreigners as it is to rob tombs.

Hu Bayi no longer hesitated and bowed.

"Thank you for your trust, Master Yang. If you don't mind that I came from a poor background, I will do my best to run the store in the future."

"Then it's settled."

Yang An nodded, and the matter was settled: "I will come to see you tomorrow, and we will go to the store to take a look."

Yang An was confident in Hu Bayi's ability to appraise treasures. He didn't care how much he could earn, as long as he didn't lose money.

The fat man laughed and raised his glass to drink it first as a toast.

"From now on you can't call me Little Master Yang anymore. You have to call me Shopkeeper Yang."

“Well, let’s just say Young Master Yang. It sounds easier to say.” Yang An waved his hand and became serious, because what he was about to say next was a bit troublesome.

It’s about the curse of the ghost cave!

"There is one more thing I have to tell you truthfully. Fatty Hu, you have to be mentally prepared first."

Old Hu and Fatty suppressed their joy and nodded in unison.

"You said."

At night, the streets and alleys are empty.

Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang bid farewell to the Yang siblings and returned to the small courtyard.

It was a long-awaited reunion.

Everyone was very happy, not to mention Hu Bayi and Fatty who received their bonuses after conversion according to the exchange rate.

That's a lot of money.

They had never seen so much money in their lives.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the two of them who were still worrying about food money yesterday have become households with an income of 100,000 yuan today.

(The exchange rate was 1:2 at the time, and the black market price might be higher, but everything is based on 1:2.)
Hu Bayi suddenly felt that there were disparities in this world.

He almost died on the battlefield, how much did he get? A few hundred dollars.

This amount of money can buy a whole company of people.

But people just brushed it off to him, as if it wasn't worth mentioning.

Not to mention that he and Fatty would be promoted to shopkeepers soon.

But the bad news that Yang An told Shirley Yang afterwards was really life-threatening bad news.

As soon as I walked in the door.

The fat man said with a gloomy face: "Old Hu, I was wondering why his left and right eyelids have been twitching alternately recently, just like the tune of Mr. Lin singing."

"What a good result! The saying that the left eyelid twitching brings disaster, while the right eyelid twitching brings fortune is damn true."

"We went to the ancient city of Jingjue for a tour and got cursed. You know what happened? We were blinded by the US dollar. We might as well go and get some big buckets."

Hu Bayi also had a melancholy look on his face. The joy in his heart had completely disappeared, leaving only deep worry.

Light a cigarette and take a deep puff.

The crimson cigarette butt flickered in the darkness.

"Come on Fatty, who was it that told me to make this money, from the gap between the rich and the poor, robbing the rich to help the poor, all the way to overthrowing the American empire?"

"How could I have imagined that it would turn out like this? This money is the money we have earned through hard work."

The fat man cried out in injustice, threw his backpack on the bed, turned around and sat down like a bullied wife.

Hu Bayi remained calm: "Are you speaking louder? Are you afraid that others won't hear you?"

Seeing the fat man sitting there without saying anything, Hu Bayi also sighed and subconsciously touched his right shoulder, where a red mark appeared.

A light red mark, which feels a bit itchy for no apparent reason

"Alright Fatty, you can't blame the siblings for this. As soon as they found the information, they came to tell us immediately. Besides, we're not sure whether the red mark on our bodies is a curse."

That’s right, Yang An told Hu Bayi and Fatty everything about the curse.

The endless ghost caves under the ancient city of Jingjue.

In fact, it is the imaginary space that turned into a entity after the death of the ancient snake god.

As long as ordinary people walk there, they will be cursed.

This curse can be seen as a kind of radiation. Anyone who gets close to the ghost cave will develop red spots in the shape of eyeballs on their body after a period of time.

For people who are exposed to radiation and develop erythema, the iron in their blood will gradually disappear after the age of 40.

When the iron element in the blood disappears, the blood will become viscous and turn yellow, and eventually the person will die miserably.

This process does not mean death all at once.

It was a painful and slow process that took as long as ten years.

Moreover, this curse is like a genetic disease and will be passed on to future generations.

(End of this chapter)